Chapter 5
Melissa reluctantly got up from the bed. She wouldn't have minded staying there with John's naked body lying next to hers, but Dawn might be returning to the room at any time.
"Hey, don't leave me all alone!"
"John, you know I don't want to. But your daughter might return and get the wrong idea."
"To hell with Dawn. Let's fuck." John rolled over onto his back and stretched mightily. His cock was slowly coming to life again.
Melissa licked her lips as she eyed the rising prick. She felt all weak and quivery thinking about how nice that cock had been inside her cunt. It would be even nicer a second time. It was obvious that John was getting it up again for another try.
"As much as I'd like that pussy-pleaser again, I do have to go. If nothing else, I should look in on
Pete." Melissa saw the disappointed look on John's face. She felt the same way. She said, "But look, the night's long and Dawn'U be asleep in a few hours. You and I could have most of the night to ourselves over in my room ..."
"But my dear, that wouldn't be proper!" John protested in mock horror.
"Of course not! That's why I suggested it. Now, buster, take it or leave it."
"I'll take it, I'll take it!"
"Good. Otherwise, it'd have been just you and our hand tonight. And that would have been a real waste."
John's eyes roved over her trim body as she dressed. "Yeah, a real waste of talent." "Braggart!"
"It's not bragging if it's true. Is it?"
"See you later, big boy." Her eyes lingered a last time on the half-stiff stalk of John's cock. It looked so inviting to her she could barely stand leaving. The big blue vein along its length pulsed lightly. With her cunt wrapped around that prick, the vein would be throbbing and pulsating in wild lust. Melissa had to be content—for the moment— with appreciating that lovely dick from afar. Later that night, though, it'd be as close and hot and hard as she could get it.
Melissa went out and saw Dawn and a teenaged boy necking. She smiled. From the looks on their faces, she doubted if they'd be content with merely pawing each other's bodies for long. They'd slip away and do it right. Realizing that Dawn might be gone for an hour or longer made the nurse pause. She and" John might be able to fuck again before his daughter even thought about returning.
But that wasn't right. She'd been hired to look after Pete. No matter how attractive the opportunity seemed, the boy was her first duty. It wasn't an unpleasant duty, either. Melissa had to admit she liked fucking John. That man's nine-incher was a real tool. And the man was expert in the way he used it, too.
There was something about Pete, however, that attracted Melissa. The boy hadn't led much of a life. It made her feel good letting him experience some of the excitement waiting for him in the world. It was obvious his health had prevented him from enjoying some of the more common childhood games.
The least Melissa could do was show him a few of the more exciting adult games he could look foward to. When she was with Pete, she felt like a goddess dispensing wisdom. The boy was so naive and ignorant of the subject of sex. But the way his control was improving, it wouldn't be too long before Melissa tried him out on full-scale fucking. No more fooling around with blow-jobs. They were fun. She really got off on them. But fucking was better.
And it would be she who would teach Pete how to properly fuck a woman. She would do it. She would have complete control over him as she led him through the foreplay, then the actual fucking.
The brunette was getting hot just thinking about it. She hurried to her room and went in. The boy was still sound asleep. She quickly checked - his pulse and respiration. She hated to wake him. Melissa knew that the teenager might sleep like this the rest of the night.
That wasn't bad. What was bad was her promise to meet John here. How could they possibly get it on with the kid asleep in the same room? Melissa considered other possibilities. If Dawn slept in John's room, both of the rooms were eliminated.
She shuddered at the prospect of fucking in the small berth in the camper. It was narrow and hard but mostly it lacked head room. Melissa liked to sit up and roll around when she made love. Banging her head on the ceiling wasn't her idea of a good banging.
Still, it seemed to be there or nowhere. The nurse wasn't going to let it be nowhere. She had gotten herself all worked up thinking about fucking Pete. She wasn't going to let John and his fabulous cock escape that night.
Melissa sank into the chair and put her feet up on the table. In a few minutes, she was sound »leep. Her dreams were most pleasant. She saw a huge cock coming toward her face. She managed to open her mouth in time to begin sucking on the purple head. Then the disembodied cock moved between her legs. Stroking, throbbing it started driving her wild with lust.
She awoke to the sound of a light rapping at her door. She quickly glanced over at Pete. The boy was still sleeping soundly. The nurse went to the door and opened it. John stood there, a look of anticipation and sheer lust on his face.
"Hi, doll, ready for another love set?"
"Uh, Pete's still here. Sound asleep."
"Damn," the man said under his breath. "Dawn just came back in. I figure she'll be asleep for a while, too. From the way she was walking, it didn't take much of a genius to figure out what she'd been up to. That kid she was with must have fucked her cross-eyed as well as bowlegged."
"Yeah, I agree," Melissa said. "Damn! But look, we can go out to the camper."
"Hell, fucking in that thing would be worse than getting locked up in a broom closet." Suddenly the man's face lighted up. "That's it! That's what we'll do!"
"Fuck in a broom closet? You're out of your mind!"
"Huh? No, no, get into your swimming suit. Better yet, let me help you get into it!"
The way the man's eyes gleamed in the dimness convinced Melissa he had something special in mind.
"Come on in. Just don't wake up Pete."
"Ah, that kid could sleep through an atomic attack." John did keep his voice low as he went into the small bathroom. He motioned for the nurse to hurry.
Melissa took her bikini and went into the bathroom. As she was closing the door, she felt John's hands on her boobs. He began caressing and fondling her. He quickly removed her blouse and bra to reveal her big tits. Finger and thumb gripped down on her erect nipples until she moaned.
"Ummmm, John, John, to hell with the swim suit. Let's, oooohhh, let's fuck right here!"
He kissed her beneath her perfectly formed ear. His tongue lapped out and left a trail of saliva in the hollow under her ear. His hands continued to press firmly down into her marshmallowy tits. When he began to rotate her boobs, Melissa knew she wanted the man to fuck her then and there.
Sensations of sheer delight surged into her body. Each feather-light touch of his tongue laid a trail of blazing desire on her soft skin. But John's hands drove her wild. He was threatening to rip her,tits off. The motion of her breasts around and around stirred passions deep in her chest. Melissa felt her cunt flowing out its juices in response to the stimulation of her tits.
"Fuck me here, John! Here! NOW!"
The man fumbled with the fastener of her jeans. He quickly stripped them off. His hands lingered and caressed the silk-encased flare of her ass. He felt Melissa's trembling flesh. John's cock was growing so hard he was almost willing to give in and fuck her like she was demanding.
As he took a handful of warm assflesh, he knew that it'd be more fun doing it the way he'd first intended. But there wasn't anything wrong in getting Melissa really hot before he dived into her!
"Shut up and just enjoy," he ordered.
John loved the way her flesh shivered under his touch. His fingers worked down inside the skin-tight briefs she wore. Wiggling her hips a little allowed John to get the panties completely off. Melissa let her panties fall to the floor, then kicked them out of the way.
§])P W W engrossed in what John was doing to her, even the bikini she was holding slipped out of her hand. His hairless chest pressed close to her back. She could feel the flow of his muscles up and down her spine. His hands gripped firmly on her ass. He squeezed, then relaxed, then squeezed down even harder on her asscheeks.
Each time, Melissa felt an arrow of hot desire shoot into her body. Her cunt was now dripping constantly—just like a leaky faucet. John's hands on her boobs were driving her crazy. He knew just the right amount of pressure to exert so that it didn't hurt and yet stimulated her to the limits of endurance.
Melissa reached back over her head and gripped John's head with her long fingers. She pulled his face around to where she could kiss him over her shoulder. This arched her back and thrust her tits firmly into his hands. When their lips met, Melissa thought it was heaven.
But John had another surprise in store for her. He moved closer and straightened his body. A nine-inch cock, hard and firm and proud, poked between the cheeks of her ass.
"Ungh," Melissa groaned as she felt the cock shove its way toward her asshole. "G-g-g-g-go on! Fuck me up the ass!"
"No way. Get that swim suit on!"
Melissa knew that John wouldn't do a thing until she obeyed. As she bent over, she felt a sudden surge into her cunt. He'd rammed his full nine inches up her twat. She moaned, then braced herself against the wall. The sudden invasion of her pussy made her unsteady on her feet. Melissa moved her feet a bit further apart, then started wiggling her ass.
The motion stirred John's prick around inside her cunt. It felt like a red-hot poker shoved into her guts. Each tiny tremor of his cock set off a huge quake in the aroused woman's body.
"Now, John, ohhh! Now, you son of a bitch! You stinking son of a motherfucker!"
"I told you to shut up and get that suit on!" John held his voice down by sheer force of will. The heat and wetness of Melissa's tight cunt seeped into his cock. It made him want to fuck wildly into her tiny manhole until he blasted out his jism. But he had something else in mind. Something that would be even more exciting.
Melissa bent over a little more, her fingers numbly searching for her bathing suit. As she doubled over, it felt like a telephone pole was shoved into her cunt. She moaned softly as she grabbed her bikini off the floor.
"Good girl. Now I'll help you put it on."
John's slightly trembling hand took the bikini from her. He draped the top over her dancing tits and pulled the string taut behind her back. John made sure he carefully smoothed out all the wrinkles in the skimpy garment. He let his fingers linger and stroke the crests of Melissa's fine jugs until her nipples looked like marbles poking into the fabric.
John reluctantly let his cock slip out of Melissa's juicy cunt. But there was no other way he could get the bikini bottom on her.
"Step into it," he told the willing woman. Then, sensuously, slowly, he moved the scrap of material up the woman's trim legs. Past her knees and up to her thighs. Before going any further, John knelt down and planted a wet, juicy kiss on Melissa's pert ass.
"Damn it, John, I don't want you kissing my ass, I want you fucking it!" she protested.
He planted a flat-handed swat on the snowy white skin. "Shut up or I'll paddle you good!"
"Promises, promises!"
John didn't bother commenting. He was too busy getting the bikini bottom into place on Melissa's bottom. John rose to his feet and placed both hands on Melissa's slightly domed stomach. He pulled her close to him and kissed her neck.
"Let's go for a little swim now," he said.
"I want to do something else!"
"So do I. And let's do both at once."
"You mean you want to fuck in the swimming pool?" she asked.
"Sure. Why not?"
"But what if someone sees us?"
"Yeah," John grinned viciously. "What if they do see us? They going to report us? Or watch? How'd you like a dozen people watching you get fucked? In the swimming pool?"
"I... I don't know . . ."
"Then let's go and find out!"
He pulled her along like a balloon on a string. They closed the door quietly so they wouldn't wake Pete. Then John whooped, "Last one in's a rotten egg!"
Melissa was too quick for him. She reached out and grabbed the edge of his trunks and pulled them down. While John was struggling to get his trunks back on properly, the woman took off running for the pool.
John followed close behind her. The sign at the pool said that it had closed down three hours earlier. But who believed in signs? It just meant that they'd have the pool all to themselves.
In the water, they splashed around a little, then John pulled the lovely brunette to him. In the moonlight, she looked like an angel. Stray beams of the dim light danced off her wet hair. Her pearly skin seemed to take on an inner glow. Only the dark band of her swim suit top marred the perfection.
John quickly remedied that. His eager hands found the string and quickly undid the knot. As Melissa locked her legs around the man's waist, she looked down to see her bikini top float up from her tits. Just under the surface of the water, her boobs gleamed in the moonlight.
The man reached out and took her tits in his hands. When he began to squeeze and fondle, Melissa relaxed and drifted back. With her legs firmly fastened around John's waist, she allowed the water to buoy her up. Her tits stayed just under the surface of the water. Occasionally, a bright-red nipple would poke its nose above the ripply surface.
The woman was both relaxed and strung out to the highest possible tension. The waves across her naked breasts stimulated her. The floating sensation made her feel like she was weightless. John's constantly moving hands played with her tits. Tiny jabs of delight volted down into her chest, lit the fires of passion that had been slumbering there. Looking up into the dark sky also relaxed Melissa. It was so serene and peaceful above her.
So serene and peaceful and such a contrast to the feelings in her cunt. She could feel John's cock poking into her ass. Her crotch rubbed against the man's body every time a wave lightly lifted her. Her hungering cunt was mixing its juices with the water of the pool. She reached down to get the bikini bottom off.
John held her by the boobs while she unlocked her legs and performed the underwater ballet. Her naked pussy was then locked to John's stomach again. Naked flesh on naked flesh. She could feel his cock prodding up into her ass again. This time the sensation was totally different. She could feel the broad cockhead, the wrinkling of skin as her body moved up and down in the pool.
"Ummm, Johnny, You were right! This is so niiiice! Peaceful and . .. and . . . ummmm!"
She moaned as John kicked out with his feet and floated up underneath her body. No longer supported by the floor of the pool, the man could move into position beneath the woman. His probing cock dragged gently along Melissa's perky rear, then rubbed her cuntlips.
Little jolts of joy knifed into the woman's belly. The feel of John's cock on her snatch caused an involuntary reaction. She opened her legs wide and lost her hold on his waist.
As the furry little triangle opened and the pussylips smiled lewdly up at John, he arched his back. His prick came blasting up to the surface, raking its way along Melissa's gash.
John didn't hesitate. As if he'd practiced the maneuver a thousand times, his body rolled slightly in the water and he speared the woman's twat dead center. As his dick went racing into Melissa's well-lubricated cunt, he felt the intense pressure and heat boiling around his shaft.
They both gasped.
Melissa felt the cock drive all the way into her pussy. The two became one. She was united with John in the most intimate, stimulating manner possible. For a minute, the nurse just floated and reveled in the filled-to-overflowing feeling in her twat. Relieved of the need to support her body by the water, she could enjoy to the fullest the feeling of having such a mighty cock rammed into her cunt.
The nurse then began to experiment a little. She gently moved her hands. This caused her to bob up and down in the water. She started moving around his dick. The corkscrewing motion almost caused her to lose control. The tiny jolts of pleasure suddenly sprouted into a monster chewing away at her insides.
But it was a monster with teeth of delight. Each tiny movement sent jolts of pleasure into Melissa's brain. Floating, drifting, filled with cock. She wasn't able to think of any other way she'd care to be.
"This is tremendous. Fuckin' tremendous!" John moaned.
He lightly kicked his legs to bring him up even further into Melissa. The soft, sliding motion of his prick made him acutely aware of how firmly embedded in the woman he was. If she should do something like make a sudden movement, she could rip his cock off at the balls.
The warmth of her cunt crept into his cock. Slowly, it moved down his shaft until his floating balls were heated. He found himself stimulated in several ways. The soft waves of the pool caressed and kissed his dangling balls. The woman's gripping cunt made sure that he didn't leave his carnal berth. And the heat flowing down his shaft caused his balls to pull into hard, tiny spheres. He felt like he was a pressure cooker about to explode.
Melissa moved her legs back around his waist. Locked together again, they rocked back and forth in the water. Their bodies divided and formed a sort of "Y", with John's cock driven into the woman's cunt at the junction of the "Y".
With both of them leaning back, Melissa's tits bobbed to the surface of the water. John reached out and took them in hand. His stroking along the wet skin caused a squeaking noise. To his surprise, it was harder and harder to rub the soft skin. All the body oils had been washed away. While it was sweet joy for the woman to have the flesh on her tits pulled and stretched, John realized that other oils would be washed away, too. The oils in her cunt.
The thought of dry humping surrounded by all that water didn't appeal to him.
"Melissa, is there anything around we can use for greasing your tight little pussy?"
"Urn? Why?" she said lazily. She was too busy enjoying the feel of his hands on her boobs and the pulsing, dancing cock inside her cunt. "There's some Vaseline someone left over there ..."
John looked in the direction Melissa indicated. A tiny jar of Vaseline had been left by some sunburn victim. He abandoned his posts on the woman's tits in favor of a firmer hold on her ass. While moving to the edge of the pool, John worked his fingers into the deep crevice between Melissa's asscheeks. His probing finger found her tightly puckered anus, but he stopped diddling with the guardian of her back door. He wanted to get his prick all greased up and ready to fuck.
They were in luck. Enough of .the petroleum jelly remained for John to take a healthy gob of it. He smeared the gooey stuff all over his fingers, saying to Melissa, "Gotta take it out for a second, doll. Just hang on . . . ow, dammit, not there!"
He removed her hand from his cock. Then the man took the petroleum jelly and rubbed it onto his dick. Still having a little left, John grabbed for and found Melissa's snatch.
"Hey, guy, watch it! Ooooooo! That's not so bad!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled her crotch up to his. The woman felt John's Vaseline-covered hand running back and forth over her cunt. A sudden jab of his finger made Melissa cry out, "God! Ohhhhhh! Your finger, your . . . your . . . ooohh! Fuck me quick!
Fuck me, John, fuck meeee!"
The man had really gotten her stirred up. When he'd pulled his finger from her cunt, it was slippery and covered with her own juices. But the water in the pool all too quickly washed it away. But the covering from the Vaseline remained.
And John had done a little extra fingering while he was down there. He made a point of tickling Melissa's little clit and giving it a healthy dollop of the grease, too.
When the woman floated up, she presented her wide-open cunt so wantonly to John that he couldn't resist. He speared upward and nailed her dead center. For a brief moment as his cock surged into Melissa's body, he felt his breath being ripped from his lungs.
"God!" was all he could utter. He was surrounded once more by her clinging, cock-hungry twat. He felt like he was going to get lost up that endless manhole until the head of his prick gently banged into the soft padding of Melissa's cervix.
"Goooooood! Now fuck me, Johnny, hard and fast!"
"Uh-huh. Slow and easy. I feel lazy drifting around like this."
He would have willingly fucked the woman as hard and fast as she wanted but he didn't trust himself. The boiling and churning of his balls told him he was close to ejaculation. John didn't want to come until he'd gotten as much pleasure out of Melissa as he could.
They were locked together at the genitals. The soft lapping motion of the water in the pool rocked them back and forth. The slight movement was all that was necessary for John to slide his cock in and out a few inches. At first, the water made the friction almost unbearable. He thought he'd burn off the skin on his cock. Then the Vaseline began to smear and coat his prick.
John started short, rapid strokes. The water slurshing around their bodies gave the gentle fucking an unreal aspect. No weight, drifting, an endless sea of delight in their bodies. The warmth filling his loins soon expanded and sent tingles up and down his spine.
Melissa wasn't experiencing the same sensations as John. His slow, short strokes weren't enough for her. She was greedy. She wanted more.
Moving her hips gave her what she wanted, needed. As she arched her back, she could feel her hair float out on the surface of the water. Her boobs thrust up like miniature icebergs. But it was under the water where the hot and heavy action occurred. She shoved her twat down onto John's prick. She started taking his short thrusts deeper and deeper up her cunt.
Melissa moaned and began to thrash around. She had to have John's cock deeper and faster. Her body arched and writhed around like a sea serpent. Finally, her legs clamped once again around John's waist. This time, she had no intention of letting go. Using her leg muscles, she started fucking herself onto his cock.
John just leaned back and floated. He was enjoying this immensely. Melissa managed to see the contented look on his face before her vision totally blurred from the fog of lust. Her brain burned with excitement. Her cunt was stuffed full of nine inches of cock. She wiggled and turned and moved and used her stomach muscles until she could feel every movement of the man's cock inside her.
The friction mounted. It was going to burn a hole right through her guts. The wet strands of John's pubic hair stroked and caressed her clit until that tiny organ felt as big as a melon. The nurse's movements took on a more determined nature. She rammed more and more of John's cock into her cunt. Further and further it raced up into her.
Soon, Melissa's entire body was seized in the velvet and iron grip of orgasm. It hadn't built up like it usually did. She didn't feel the slow pressure inside mount until she couldn't hold it back any longer. This was a unique climax. Somehow, the relaxing effect of the water, floating and being fucked at the same time, released her orgasm like the flood gates on a dam being opened.
As Melissa moaned and rocked through the climax, John held her out of the water. He didn't want her drowning while she was getting off so nicely on his prick. .
The man's intentions were good. His actions ended up as something else. He found he couldn't restrain himself from shoving his cock deeper and faster into the woman's already convulsing cunt. He felt the walls of her vagina collapse around his buried length. The entire shaft of his throbbing cock was crushed by the strength in her cunt muscles.
John was being milked by Melissa's talented cunt. It wasn't going to let a cock free. It was going to hold him in until he came, too.
The man was aware of the burning tide of his jism rushing from his balls. Knowing that he couldn't keep it back any longer, John started fucking Melissa's cunt as hard and fast as he could. He rammed in and out five times before he jetted out his creamy load of cum.
Melissa came again at the first touch of the hot jism. Locked together, the pair rolled over and over in the water. Soon, their passions spent, they rose spluttering to the surface of the pool.
"Wow, John, that was something else!"
"Yeah! More than I bargained for. A damn sight more! You sure do have a hungry cunt. Do you have teeth inside there or something? You can hang on to a man tighter than any other chick I've ever known."
"And how many's that, John dear?" Melissa's hand gripped a convenient handle. She pulled herself toward the man using his limp cock.
"Cut that out! Hey, I didn't mean . . ."
"Sorry," she said. She saw tiny gobs of the man's cum floating on the surface of the water" In the moonlight, they looked like opals. Each gleamed with a light of its own.
"Let's just say it was the most interesting time I've had on the trip so far," John said. "And to tell you the truth, you're wearing me out. I think I might go and take a couple belts of good whiskey-I've got a bottle over in the camper-and then hit the sack. Want something to drink?"
"Hmmmmm, how about a little of the milky stuff that comes out of here?"
He swatted her hand away from his cock again. "I told you to cut it out-not literally!"
"Okay. A drink. But a small one."
"Why only a small one?"
"I'm still horny." - "We'll have to see about that!"
Together, the two dried off and went laughing to John's camper. It was going to be an interesting night for both of them.